Tracing the steps to contentment

I’ve just come in from a long walk through our neighborhood on this beautiful spring morning. We’ve had a lot of rain over the last few weeks, and it’s good to have the sun back for a visit.

As I walked out the front door and headed down the hill, I stopped to breathe in the sweet smell of lilacs and wild honeysuckle. I love the scent of spring and look forward to it every year. A short distance from the house, as I scanned the horizon, I realized I was feeling something I’ve spent so much of my...